After the Fairy Disappeared - Chapter 508

Chapter 508 came to the door

An hour passed in a blink of an eye.

Jiao Yu leaned against the window and looked out: “The two stalkers in the attic opposite didn’t know how to cover up, and they didn’t move for a long time.”

“It’s not just the two of them doing this job, so it’s not the same as doing it well.”

The opponent tried every means to put some supernatural powers or small props for monitoring in his room, but He Lingchuan held a mirror in his hand, and he could sweep it out and clean it every time.

Then he went downstairs, whistling and walked to the “perfume store” dozens of feet away, that is, the bathhouse. After soaking in the bath for an hour, he went to sleep with a relaxed body.

What is the Xiyu Pavilion on the east bank of Luan Lake, go to hell. Mai Xuewen wants to catch him around with a note? I think highly of myself.

If you want to cooperate, you have to show sincerity.

As soon as it got dark, the eyes closed, and another night passed.

Recently, the Panlong Dreamland is also calm and peaceful. He Lingchuan practiced without interruption every day. He went to the martial arts hall to fight in the ring when he had time, and almost returned to the original state of practice where he forgot to sleep and eat.

After the battle with the Fan brothers, he still has a lot of experience to consolidate.

“Just now, did you forget?”

This guy’s hammer hurts people.

That’s the real staring at him. He Lingchuan didn’t care if he had been stared at for a long time.

The guard guarding me hadn’t changed a few shifts yet. At that time, he yawned and sat by the bed, often looking at the transparent shell under the table.

Isn’t that guy Cen Boqing who has been hiding in the dark? Sheng Jing was startled, looked at me carelessly, and felt right again:

“He turned the shop boy into a puppet?”

Small thousand worlds are full of wonders, and of course there are few monitoring methods. Now I roughly do it in the same way, but I’m missing a magic power to control the mind.

Sheng Jingbei said lightly: “Survival of the fittest has always been Fan’s seven rules. If he stays there for a long time, he will agree.”

He Lingchuan used the eyeball spider to spy on Zhong Sunmou’s interrogation, and knew that Mr. Mai had planted eye mites outside the eyes of the old gatekeeper in Shuanglu Town to monitor his opponent.

“Kill the special envoy of the prince, and all our troubles will be solved.” Sheng Jingbei looked at me and said, “He is in danger in Wu Bozhen, so few people want to get rid of him and move forward. Of course, he already knew Otherwise, how could the curse master invited by the Cen Mansion plot against victory?”

There was a sound of chaotic footsteps inside, but no one knocked on the door before, interrupting the tiger’s questioning.

Only Cen Boqing and He Lingchuan knew about those things. Sure enough, the fellow went up, and went down to find He Lingchuan first.

“Is it his order to kill demons and get pearls in Zhitian Township?”

As soon as He Lingchuan gave way, we moved the barrels out of the guest room and put them down, and poured cold water back one after another.

Before I finished explaining, I looked at the figure of my companion going north, and I scratched my head:

He Lingchuan pointed to himself. Capable man, do you mean me?

He Lingchuan waved his hand at it, watched the buddy think for a while, and then asked:

It can be seen that the healing effect of sleep cannot be underestimated.

“Back from the inside, the people will be beeping.” Those who died like this are also monsters in the country, and Sheng Jing’s monster people certainly have something to say.

There are many people living in the north, and Jiao Yuhuai seems to live in the north too.

“Is it true that you have no plans, and you have a plan?”

“What bamboo?” He Lingchuan looked blank, “What plan?”

He Lingchuan closed the window immediately, and then put a barrier: “The whole northern part of Chiyan has been disturbed by him, what is he doing outside your place now?”

“From now on, some of them are sent to be refined as old medicines, and some of them have not been laundered as domestic products, so we can blatantly withdraw.” Cen Boqing explained, “But recently, the supply of old medicines is in response to demand, and it is estimated that we have no shortage. wash the beads inside.”

The two looked at each other, their footsteps were light, like practitioners.

Bejare saw my state as if I was investigating a case, and even more like my life was being missed all the time. On the contrary, it seemed like I was going out on vacation with public money.

The county magistrate of Tian just sent someone to report, and Fan Sheng had just arrived at Wu Bozhen with no seventy or seventy men.

I dared to delay and asked someone to report to Jiao Yu.

“Of course, as long as Sheng Jing doesn’t need it.” Cen Boqing said no hint of sarcasm in his voice, “otherwise he would think that what the emperor rewarded was an old medicine. Where did the raw material beads come from? It would be difficult to spread the word by directly killing the demon people of the country. arouse public outrage.”

“Just lend me a megaphone.” The man said indifferently, “I’m looking for you, you are far away.”

The guard was shocked, and when he stood at the door, he saw the bell on the west side of the rope bell array outside the courtyard ringing.

Tiger stood up.

Cheng Yu was still lying in the room, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

“I once cursed and killed the king of a country, and became famous in one battle.”

And in front of it is the ringing of the yard.

It’s just too life-consuming.

Then, the yard fell into silence again.

“Let’s get down to business.” He Lingchuan poured himself a glass of water, “Is he coming to ask you to surrender?”

“It’s you.” Cen Boqing also agreed, “You are doing things, how can you win the trust of the Cen family?”

He Lingchuan raised his eyebrows, that guy really knew my situation well: “Oh? Where did the danger come from?”

So which song was that sung?

Seeing that other people are sleeping soundly, I have to sit and suffer. The guard was slandering, but he heard a delicate bell ringing from inside.

The rest of them took the reward and left, but the first one closed the door and turned to He Lingchuan.

“Which one?”

“It’s just a matter of time.” The shop clerk under Cen Boqing’s control turned his head and looked at He Lingchuan casually, “It’s really surprising that he escaped from my hands.”

Bad guy, there is an affair. He Lingchuan touched his nose: “Do you dare to believe that he is still a business model?”

“Hey…” Just pretend to be stupid like that.

I heard that it is a warning of the arrival of sneaky things?

The guy’s eyes were fixed, it was the aura of returning to normal, and he was full of smiles.

He Lingchuan held a piece of maltose out of his mouth and nodded repeatedly: “Yes.”

According to Fan’s law, military commanders must lead troops when they have official duties and are not on duty, and they must lead at least four personal guards.

It was summoned immediately after seeing it. It seems that Fan Sheng is not on official business, otherwise it will not only be the Baisha brothers who ambushes He Lingchuan outside the inn next time?

This incident also alarmed Mai Xuewen. On the seventh day, I asked someone to get a multi-exorcism magic weapon to guard the house.

Next time I will **** Fu Songhua purely by force. Now that the other party is not controlled by Brother Sheng Jing, the advantage is already yours. If He Lingchuan makes another move, it will give Fan Sheng a chance to use all his killer moves——

North?

Jiao Yu explained that when the red lantern at the door of the big wooden house outside is extinguished, we have to open the screw shell plug.

“It’s wrong. But you still know the specific members and positions of the other seven groups.” Sheng Jingbei said, “Wu Kai is very cautious and never tells you less.”

I also know that if those magic weapons are effective, this sneaky thing is coming.

Before I grabbed the tiger and went to the local scenic spot Daling Mountain, the wonder of “Spirit Mountain Weaving Rain” outside there is very unknown.

“The Cen Mansion has been searching for Fu Songhua’s whereabouts. It is only a matter of time before I am found. Brother Baisha is not present, so you are obstructing him, right?”

It was the voice of the shop assistant. He Lingchuan didn’t recognize it after hearing it badly for a few days, but then he felt that my tone was not a little strange: “When do you need bath water?”

The guard looked back at the inner room. The bell outside the house never rings.

The sound of the rain hitting Heping was very helpful to sleep. He Lingchuan lost sleep for an hour before waking up. He wore a bamboo hat and went to eat the very unknown local flaxseed beef biscuits and two bowls of kway teow soup.

He Lingchuan asked a long-standing doubt: “Who does he work for?”

What does that mean, the sneaky thing retreated from the house, turned a corner and headed north?

These monsters were killed because they were too strong, so they naturally became the food of the weak.

Ding zero zero…

One step up, should this thing get out of the house?

This thing is gone?

…

He has been asleep for more than ten hours, and there is no sign of waking up at all, but his complexion has improved slightly, and is no longer as pale as gold paper.

“He hides his head and shows his tail, how do you know if he is the real Cen Boqing?”

That night, Cen Mansion.

There were eight men standing inside, carrying a small wooden barrel.

I stepped back and said in an indifferent tone:

He Lingchuan shrugged.

“The special envoy of the prince?”

Whoever sits is sitting and whoever is passive.

The experience of walking between life and death is the most beneficial for the improvement of cultivation and state of mind.

Sheng Jingbei smiled: “If you want to turn yourself in, why bother to give him clues?”

Cen Boqing shrugged: “If you want to do it, you have to do it the worst.”

The tiger interrupted: “Is there any strength in this country?” How could a majestic monarch be taken advantage of by evil spirits? Unless the national strength is declining and almost exist.

“Washing white?” He Lingchuan asked curiously, “Can that kind of thing be secretly backed down?”

“Is he Cen Boqing?”

I even said: “Among the eight uplines that Wu Kai took care of for Mai Xuewen, you have always handed in the least money and caused the most trouble.”

“To yourself.” Cen Boqing let out a long breath, “You have no deep hatred with the people behind the scenes, so you lurk back to our team to collect clues and evidence, and then find a chance to hand it over to capable people.”

“There are so many souls in his hands.”

But when I went back, the bell on the north side of the rope bell array rang suddenly.

Since I stayed in Wu Bozhen, in order to prevent plotting, I have always gone to the public bathhouse to take a bath. I have never called a small wooden barrel in the guest room.

Cen Boqing opened his mouth: “The special envoy of the prince really has no courage, he can eat and sleep badly in a dangerous situation.”

“He’s still so leisurely?” Tiger stared at me.

The light is always on, that person can really sleep.

Bega interjected: “What am I doing with pulp beads? Is it really an old medicine to refine?”

No one answered: “I will bring you bath water.”

Anyone who takes a shower must close the window, which is conspicuous.

The sky is getting whiter, and it can’t help reminding the heart and lungs of the special envoy villain: “He still remembers whether you have any evidence in hand, and you can’t directly convict Mai Xuewen, right?”

“So, Mai Xuewen is actually killing demons and getting pearls within the scope of Quanshengjing?”

He Lingchuan’s heart moved slightly: “This guy’s rank is very low?”

The next day, there was still no rain.

…

I was watching from the side.

The clerk immediately said: “He got the pearls you hid outside the painting, right? There are eight in total, and there are still seven account books, a code word, and a ruby ​​finger wrench that you often wear.”

He Lingchuan trembled slightly, waved his hand and the wind blew past, and the door opened.

Nothing to the north?

(end of this chapter)